Imagining Blue

Is the name the thing?

or the imagining

of an african sky blue

salvia?  For the place

or the unfolding?

 

Salvias grew on rockeries

I know, and blue

dotted thought and

stone, the wild’s

sky in the centre

of the city. That’s

 

just childhood

the detail of our being

being etched

like this blue-tongue

lizard on lips

and pen

 

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